Making Yourself Happy

I found myself incredibly unhappy on Valentine's Day.  My family was supposed to be away for the weekend, but the recent snow and power outages made that an impossibility.  And with the cancellation of our weekend away went the spa day I had planned.  But I had secretly hoped my husband re-booked them at a spa closer to home.

I woke up Valentine's morning to well, nothing.  Not a card, not flowers.  Not a mention of a spa appointment, nothing.  Just a leaking roof. 

I have a great husband, I really, really do.  And I traditionally get flowers for Valentine's day and we normally mark the day somehow.   But I think all the snow just screwed everything up.

I spent that whole weekend feeling very stabby as my four year old was feeling the ill effects of being couped up for so long and his behavior was starting to reflect that.  He spent a lot of time in time out and I spent a lot of time yelling.  I was just tense, and stressed out and pissed off.  Angry that my spa day got canceled and angry that it never occurred to Doug that he should try to rebook my appointments at a spa here.  Like somehow it was up to him to make a phone call because there was some stupid Hallmark holiday.

And in all honesty I don't even like Valentine's Day.  My feeling has always been if someone loves me they should love me everyday of the year and not just one.  So why was I pouting because Doug couldn't read my mind?  I eventually sucked it up and found an appointment at a newish spa by my house.    And it honestly, it was spectacular.  One of the best spas I've ever been to. 

The morale of this story is sometimes you have to take care of you.  Why should I have been miserable waiting for him to do something I am perfectly capable of doing myself?  And I would have done every other day of the year?  And that made us both happier?  I got out of the house and got what I wanted, and he got a less tense and stressed out and wife.

Now if I can just get that roofer to return my phone calls.

Adapted for DC Metro Moms from Jodi's personal blog jodifur.  Jodi writes, a lot, about being a wife, mother, attorney, and everything in between.  You can also follow Jodi on twitter.